Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 40 Little Story

It's fun to be strong.

The feeling that every cell in his body was throbbing with pride made Yorks feel a little stunned mentally.

He is obsessed with random missions and the rewards, it's hard to say that it's not for this enjoyment.

It's like those fitness freaks who go to the gym every day, it's hard to say that it's not for the aftertaste after the workout.

As they say, fitness is addictive, and he is addictive.

a long time.

The candlelight flickered on both sides.

The night became darker.

After an unknown amount of time, Yorks, who was sitting on the bench in front, trembled again, and he instantly escaped the trance-like pleasure.

"what time is it……"

Looking at the statue of Jesus that was always there, Yorks subconsciously took out his phone.

【20:53】

Yorks shook his head, only feeling that the time passed a little fast. From the moment the point was added, two hours had passed before he knew it.

The important thing is that at such a late hour, except for believers who really need to repent or need help, the guests who come here are generally not normal people or have nothing good to do, so when there is no one, he will always choose to leave work if it is really not necessary.

Picking up the bible next to him, Yorks was about to get up.

Maybe it was because he prayed every day, and God finally touched him once. Before he got up, the sound of footsteps rang in his ears.

The improvement of all-round physique made his five senses extremely sensitive at this time.

"Two people? Adults?"

Through the sound of footsteps beside his ears, a three-dimensional picture appeared in Yorks' mind. Two people were walking on the square outside, heading towards the main building, getting closer and closer until they reached the door.

Yorks shook his head lightly again, shaking off the three-dimensional picture in his mind, and looked towards the door.

"..."

"Father Yorks, are you there?" Before anyone appeared, the voice rang out first.

This familiar voice reminded Yorks of a police officer he knew, that is, the police officer he met in Temu Community.

"Baker? Check it so fast?"

Yorks raised his eyebrows, and he didn't feel flustered, not even a bit disturbed, because he wasn't worried about whether he would be caught.

He is not an ordinary person, but a person respected by several communities, and even the bishop who served him is the real priest of the current Pope, which means that unless he quits the church, without sufficient evidence, these law enforcement officers will not move him at all.

"Father Yorks!"

Along with the shouts, two people appeared at the door, one with a big belly and one with a thin figure, both of them were wearing casual clothes.

Yorks looked at the potbellied man first, and said softly.

"Officer Baker. Is there anything I need to help you here so late?"

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In the hall still only illuminated by candlelight, the originally quiet atmosphere was broken by a tiny voice.

"Father Yorks, do you think there are really demons in this world?"

The potbellied police officer Baker was sitting next to Yorks. He glanced at his colleague who was sitting on another bench, closed his eyes and cupped his fists in earnest prayer, with an expression of embarrassment.

Yorks thought about it seriously, and there are indeed demons in this parallel world, not only demons, but even vampires, but he can't convince atheistic people who have never met them that there are demons.

"If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't."

Hearing this, Officer Baker looked away from his colleague.

"I don't believe it, but my colleague is convinced."

As he spoke, Officer Baker continued with an American-style puzzled expression on his face.

"Father, do you know that it's because he heard little stories told by his mother when he was a child, um, that kind of children's stories. It's incredible that he still believes in them until now."

Not knowing what kind of medicine the two police officers were selling, Yorks, who had been with him until now, took a special look at the other police officer who was praying earnestly.

"What little story?"

"Well... let me think about it." Officer Baker recalled seriously, and then said.

"He said that there is a demon wandering in the world that can incarnate as a human. That demon likes to punish sinners. Before the souls of the sinners are taken away, they will gather some specially selected sinners in one place and torture them with cruel means..."

Having said that, Officer Baker spread his hand and swayed his fingers next to his temple, and the American expression reappeared.

"Tell me, is there really something wrong with this guy's brain if he believes in such a small story?"

Yorks didn't answer, but remembered the story in his mind. If there is such a demon who is active in the human world and plays the role of judge, then this demon is not simple but rather powerful. You must know that walking in the human world is like walking under the eyes of God, if God really exists.

"Amen."

"Hey, Father!" Officer Baker continued to ask when he saw that Yorks didn't answer but just crossed himself.

"You must think I'm right, don't you?"

However, the moment his voice fell, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Let's go, dear Officer Baker who thinks I'm out of my mind, there's a new case..."

Saying that, the prayer was over, the thin police officer nodded to Yorks as a signal, and strode towards the door.

Officer Baker was taken aback by this. He looked at his colleague who had walked a few meters away, with an embarrassed expression on his face. He was discovered by the person who asked him to speak ill behind his back.

"Father, thank you for your reception. Let's go first and come back next time."

As Police Officer Baker said, he picked up the coat next to him and got up and walked out of the bench, but before taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned back to Yorks, shrugging his shoulders, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Father, you haven't been to Temu Community recently, have you?"

Yorks shook his head and replied in a calm voice.

"No."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Officer Baker continued with a smile as if reminding him. "The Temu community is not safe recently. There were several shootouts the day before yesterday. Good guy, a mysterious person who suddenly appeared shot and killed all the important members of the Vance gang in just one day..."

As he spoke, Officer Baker paused, staring at the priest in front of him and continuing.

"Father, do you think this mysterious man is playing a game of justice?"

Yorks remained calm and made the sign of the cross on his chest. "This question is a bit out of line, Officer Baker, I'm just an ordinary priest, not a professional crime analyst."

"Oh yes, look at my brain." Officer Baker patted his head violently, as if belatedly aware.

"Excuse me, Father Yorks."

Yorks said calmly.

"fine."

Hearing this, Officer Baker looked seriously at the priest in front of him and nodded deeply, then left the spot holding his coat with one hand, and disappeared from the field of vision not long after.

In the empty hall, Yorks was the only one left sitting on the bench again.

"Are these two fishing?"

Yorks replied to the whole process and confirmed that there was nothing missing. He smiled indifferently, got up with the Bible and walked towards the contribution box under the Jesus statue, ready to count the money inside and then leave work.

(End of this chapter)